Fanaccount 1: “These 3 men are made to perform and be on stage, believe me recordings and fancams don’t do them justice”
I flew from the UK to Berlin, after a short stop by Amsterdam to change plane (I couldn’t find a direct flight D:), and arrived there around 11AM on Saturday.
I didn’t really know how to go from the airport to my hotel as I figured I would just have to ask the airport staff for directions, which I did. They weren’t really nice but it was still okay, I managed to get the information I needed and bought the bus/train (S-bahn) ticket. I took the bus without any trouble but once I got to the S-bahn station, things started to get a bit more complicated. According to the people from the airport I had to take the S42 which was supposed to take me straight to the hotel. But they forgot to mention the fact that when it reaches some stations, the S42 sometimes becomes S41, and so that I had to get off the S42 (which would then become the S41 and go all the way back to where the S42 started, which means in the opposite direction from where I had to go) and wait for an other S42, get in, and keep going till I reach my stop. I don’t know if you get what I’m trying to explain, but if not don’t worry, let’s just say it was very confusing and illogical for me since it was my first time in Berlin and I had no idea how the public transports worked there and since I don’t speak german it was even more difficulty to understand. I asked several people for directions, including a bunch of bulky policemen who looked kind of intimidating, but I was surprised when I realized that none of them could really speak english. I don’t really know why but I was always under the impression that almost all germans could speak english more or less fluently, but except for the airport staff (and yet, some of them couldn’t speak that well either), all the german people I talked to sucked at english. Anyways, after randomly getting in and off of the (wrong) train several times, I finally got to my hotel and went to the reception to check in. There, surprise surprise, I met two other french girls and since I had the feeling that they were JYJ fans I innocently asked them what they were doing in Berlin. Turned out I was right, they were here for the concert too. We talked a little bit while waiting for our keys and exchanged phone numbers to meet up the next morning, before going to our respective rooms.
A bit later I got a text from the french girls telling me to meet them the next day at 6AM so that we could go to the Tempodrom together in order to get our tickets. We already had online tickets but we needed our real tickets as well as our seat number and had to start to queue early since the first ones to get there would have the best seats (a few people even spent the night at the Tempodrom to be sure to be first). Unfortunately, the next morning I had some problem with my phone alarm (I don’t know if it didn’t ring or if I just didn’t hear it) and woke up around 8AM instead. I was in a panic and quickly texted the other girls to apologize and to explain the situation. They were already in the queue at the Tempodrom and told me it was fine and that I should just join them once I’m ready. They gave me directions to the Tempodrom and I hurried up there without getting lost or making mistakes this time (taking the S-bahn is actually pretty easy once you get the hang of it).